Some good music, good reading, an early night, a solid night’s sleep, a soak in the bath and a strong cup of coffee later, and my thinking is done. I know what I have to do. And I feel good about it. As someone said to me recently, you know when it is right. I just hope it isn’t too late.
But before I can do it, I need to tidy this place up (it’s a complete tip and Sarah’s coming round later), go to the bank and then head out for some lunch. Plus do some laundry.
separating the wanted from the unwanted